Unpleasant Hidden Truth Revealed
The establishment styled itself an authentic Italian pizzeria, and it truly surpassed your ordinary Pizza Hut. It boasted solid wooden tables, each draped in numerous fabric layers, half-melted candles at the ready for a mustachioed waiter in a black vest and striped dress pants to light them. The heavy metal-wrought chairs would screech across the hardwood floor if you dared to rearrange them. Besides olive oil and Calabrian peppers on each table, you'd be met with great mortification should you even consider asking for ketchup.
Garlic bulbs hung across from the entryway, warding off curious customers wishing to sneak a peek at the busy kitchen. The air filled with the rich scent of tomatoes and basil, creating a fragrant bubble protecting it from the mundane city outside. The radio emitted the bombastic lyrical stylings of an Italian singer from long ago, reiterating the Italian identity of this restaurant.
Kelly occupied a reserved table in the corner. As she looked around the scarcely inhabited eatery, she deemed this a suitable location for her first date.
She admitted to herself she was really excited. For this particular event, she made great efforts to appear casually put together. Minimal shadow enhanced her deep green eyes, and a splash of pink blush highlighted her rosy cheeks. She wanted to seem natural, like she hadn't spent much time at all prepping her appearance, and it took her nearly an hour to achieve the look she desired. However, when it came to attire, she couldn't resist the temptation to dress up a bit, donning a more elaborate, skin-tight red gown. The fabric molded itself encouragingly around her generous posterior. Below her slender neck, a deep v-cut allowed her bra to demonstrate how effectively it supported her plentiful bosom.
Kelly glanced around the nearly vacant restaurant and smiled in anticipation of her hot date. Although uncharacteristic for her, she couldn't resist the appeal of the man she met on Tinder. His name was Ryan, an attorney at one of the city's top law firms, and she was captivated by his perfectly chiseled jaw. Their mutual attraction proved potent; she was surprised at how readily she agreed to an in-person meeting, less than 24 hours after the right-swipe.
There he was, approaching her table... Wow, that leather jacket did him favors. Now that he discarded it, Kelly pondered what he'd look like without the shirt.
"Hey there," he greeted her in a deep, rumbling voice. "Hope you weren't waiting too long."
"Not too long," she replied, fluttering her eyelashes. She offered him her hand, which he firmly squeezed. Chills coursed through her body, triggering a delightful anticipation due to the irresistible scent of his cologne.
He took his seat and they exchanged amiable pleasantries. Like all first dates, it felt a bit uncertain, but Ryan's captivating smile and warm demeanor quickly melted any discomfort. Kelly blushed beneath his heartfelt compliments, fingers twirling her blonde locks as they spoke. She couldn't help envisioning their future couples' activities: Ryan's manly physique dominating her in bed as she groaned with ecstasy...
Soon enough, awaiting them was a waiter, greeting them with slightly garbled "Buongiorno." He lit the candles, placing two leather-bound menus before them. Their flirty exchange soon transitioned to the crucial task of determining what toppings should be added to the native Neapolitan chef's creation.
"Well, consider me philistine if you will," she teased in hopes of extracting more compliments, "but I think I'd prefer a Hawaiian..."
"Uh, could you choose something else? I'm not a fan of pineapples."
Kelly choked on her inhaled breath. Distressed, her eyes widened in disbelief as she grabbed her purse. Without uttering a word, she stood up and whooshed out the door, eyes brimming with tears.
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